Teen Prostitute 101

Chapter 16

"Brooke...this place is beautiful! I can't even-it's.." It truly was, too. I can't imagine how much some of the meals were, but he wouldn't bring me here if he didn't want to go.
I had offered for coffee.

The seats were low down and long, with warm brown supple leather stretched along about 7 feet.
We were on a corner sofa, so although it was attached we were diagonal to each other.

Perfect.

I looked at the menu, printed on parchment.
Truffle Calamari with French Spinach and Cream of Champagne Sauce ~ $27.99

Aged Guacamole on Beef Joint, cooked in honey and served wrapped in Azti. Paper with hand cut potato slices ~ $24.49

This place was pretty expensive, but with the fact that there was a separate door from us and the world, and the only way they could communicate with us was through a flap to talk to.
This place was the bomb.

"You know, I might just have the...large...pepperoni pizza." I uncomfortably said.
He then told me "Oh, that's what I was going to have! Maybe we could get the 22" jumbo pizza to share?"

Fuck yes! I mean..."I'd like that, Brooke."

There was a knock on the door, our waiter asking to confirm the order for him.
"Can we have a jumbo mumb-" I started, before Brooke nudged me to a keypad where you typed it into the system.

Awesome Sauce!

I watched him tap in the menu selections until we ordered the pizza. The waiter confirmed through the door that the order has indeed gone through, and he would be back in around an hour with our food.
"You know, Ell, you are the prettiest woman I think I've ever seen." I blushed.
Why couldn't all men be like this; sweet, kind, complimentary,
Likes eating a mumbo jumbo pizza with random girls off the street?!?!?!!!??!

"Thank you, I've had a rough time and that means so much to me. You aren't a bad mess yourself, are you?" I smirked and edged about a foot towards the corner of the sofa, pretending to adjust my shoe. I also, guiltily, pulled my dress down and my boobs up.

He was shuffling awkwardly on the sofa, as if he had period stains or thrush or something.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
He nodded. I figured he was just nervous.

"So what brings a girl like you in NYC all alone on a September night like this?" He asked me, looking into my eyes.

"It's a long story. I was with someone, and they were being an arse then I remembered it was my birthday so I went off and then I met this really, really cute boy and i think we're sitting in a restaurant right now, actually."

He said nothing, just smiled.

"You have nice teeth, dude!" I said before I could think properly. He raised his hands to his mouth, to pull his mouth back into a clown-like smile.

Then I realised what he was hiding.

"You seem to be going pale in the face. Where could all that blood rush to? Maybe your peni- oh, would you look at that, your Dragon is out to play!" I said it in a tone that was laughing with, not at him.

"I-I-I'm really sorry...I'm such a jerk...I'll pay the bill on the way out, Ell, I'm-I-I just..." He looked on the verge of tears and embarrassment.

"What? No, let's think, the food comes in 40 minutes, whatever could we do to cure that little dragon if yours?" I asked in my most ever so slightly mocking tone of sarcasm.
He looked at me like he knew the answer, but just didn't want to say it.
"I'm open for it, your penis is clearly up for it. Only if you want." I smiled at him, and that's when he crashed his lips into mine.

Sweet Jesus!

His arms wrapped around my back, locking snd holding onto me. I awkwardly placed once hand on his Dragonista and one on his shoulder as our heads locked and we kissed like there was no tomorrow.

He reached into his wallet and pulled out a condom.
Someone's prepared.
Again we locked together as he gave me the packet to apply onto him.

Shits gonna go down....